When Hua Yu Zhenren saw it, he knew that his senior brother was afraid that he was going to use his real skills, so he retreated again and again, leaving enough place for Huayang Zhenren and Wen Qingye to fight.

Boom! Boom!

The surrounding air erupted with a trembling sound that shook the nine heavens, and the vitality rushed in, like an endless tide.

The corners of Huayang Zhenren's clothes swayed with the wind, and the moment the rolling vitality hit, white runes suddenly appeared around hundreds of zhang.

Countless sigils floated in the air, like beautiful snowflakes, exuding a profound charm.

"The fourth solution of Xiao Wuxiang!"

Huayang Zhenren's lips opened slightly, and a thousand feet of light were refracted behind him, the light was extremely deep, with a hint of cyan meaning, a trace of mystery, and a trace of Dao Zhizhi.

Three Thousand Avenues!

Bang!

The air became trembling, and I saw that above the sky, a huge cyan giant hand suddenly emerged and pressed down towards Wen Qingye.

"Fourth solution?" Nan Xuan watched Huayang Zhenren make a move, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, "Just let me see how strong this kid is, if he can hold on, it's worth my shot."

Wen Qingye's face was extremely solemn, his arm shook, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand exuded a sword halo, which was like a turbid wave in the distance.

Phew!

Swinging the sword, a silky sword light came out from between the blades and rushed towards the giant palm above the sky.

Many people watched intently at the battle between Wen Qingye and Huayang Zhenren, and they knew that as long as Wen Qingye died, then this battle would end early.

"That's too careless, isn't it?"

At this moment, everyone saw that Wen Qingye was just swinging his sword and slashing, and they couldn't help but feel nervous in their hearts, secretly saying that Wen Qingye was really careless, but then a surprising scene appeared.

I saw a trace of sword light crossing, above the sky, the sound of the wind became extremely sharp, the blue sky changed, and thousands of horses were together, and a sense of depression spread throughout the body.

The cyan giant palm was directly slashed into nothingness by a trace of sword, turning into wisps of vitality, collapsing and disappearing in all directions.

But Wen Qingye's expression did not soothe, but became more and more solemn.

Zhao Qinghuo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "What a sharp sword"

Yu Qingzi stared at the sword in Wen Qingye's hand, with a touch of greed in his eyes, and said: "That sword, it's not simple, I think it may be an immortal magic weapon."

"Immortal magic weapon!?" Zhao Qinghuo heard Yu Qingzi's words, and his breath stagnated.

Yu Qingzi laughed and said, "I said it's just possible."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Huayang Zhenren's mouth, and as soon as the two palms closed, a destructive power suddenly erupted from the two palms, and cyan light shot out violently.

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, above the sky, a huge phantom gradually appeared, and the sky was completely darkened.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, raised their heads, and looked at the sky with stunned eyes.

I saw a man wearing red-purple glazed jade armor and holding a red tasseled spear proudly looking down, his eyes indifferently naturally revealing a domineering majesty.

"This is the Heavenly Soldier of the Immortal Realm?"

The crowd saw the man appear, and said in horror.

Xiao Wuxiang's true solution is the Dao method that has been circulated in the fairy world, summoning heavenly soldiers, and heavenly generals are also the characteristics of Daomen spells, so when everyone sees the man in the sky, they all recognize the identity of the phantom.

The body of the soldier that day was extremely huge, coupled with the majestic and domineering might, and in an instant, a terrifying coercion crushed towards the people below.

Everyone on the Tiandao Platform was shocked in their hearts, and their bodies were all straightened.

"Those who offend my heavenly might, although far away, will be punished!"

The heavenly soldier's eyes looked indifferently at Wen Qingye below, as soon as his body moved, everything in heaven and earth trembled, the mountains and rivers were violent, and then his arm moved, and the spear that pierced through the heavens and the earth stabbed towards Wen Qingye.

Boom! Boom!

As soon as the spear moved, the heavens and the earth trembled.

Everyone was trembling in their hearts, although the heavens and the earth were still heaven and earth, but everyone seemed to be unstable on their feet, and their footsteps slowly retreated towards the rear unnaturally, with a terrifying light in their eyes.

Huang Futian was surrounded by everyone at this moment, with a hideous expression in his eyes, and sneered: "This is a killer move of Xiao Wuxiang's true solution, Wen Qingye is dead."

Gu Hongsleeve's lips were pursed, his heart was pinched, and his face was full of worry.

"Early night, run!" Yu Tianyang couldn't help but shout when he saw this.

The master of the three tribulations represents the supremacy, and at this moment, Huayang Zhenren, who escaped the mortal tribulation, made a move, and made the strongest move, in the hearts of everyone, Wen Qingye seemed to have been sentenced to death.

"Poof!"

Yue Mingzhu directly pulled out the sword, stomped on his footsteps, and was about to take out the sword, but suddenly saw Wen Qingye with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, did he still want to make a move?

Wen Qingye's palm gently stroked the sword body of the Zhuxian Sword, with a sneer in his eyes.

Don't talk about the Heavenly Soldiers, it is the Heavenly General of the Immortal Court, he has seen the Praetorian Guard, how can he be afraid of the phantom of the Heavenly Soldier in front of him?

Snort!

The purple-gold vitality rushed out of Wen Qingye's palm like a flame, rushing towards the sword body of the Zhuxian Sword, and in less than a moment, the Zhuxian Sword was covered in purple flames.

A purple-gold sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes, shining with a moving brilliance, like the most beautiful and moving fireworks in the world.

Roar!

A strange roar emerged from the sword body of the Zhuxian Sword, and the rhythm of the sound trembled with everyone's hearts, and everyone felt as if their hearts were about to jump out.

Wen Qingye grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised his head and looked at the red spear in the sky with a devastating momentum, pointed at the sword in his hand, and rushed directly over.

Whew!Whew!

The wind was blowing, and the onlookers felt that their bodies were swaying, and their steps were even more vain.

Wen Qingye went up against the wind, and the corners of his clothes swayed with the wind.

Eventually, the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear collided violently.

Clang!

In an instant, a metal storm spread out from the tip of the sword and the tip of the gun, and the heavens and the earth trembled wildly.

But whether it is the tip of the spear, the tip of the sword has not retreated half an inch.

The next moment!

Under the gaze of countless powerhouses in heaven and earth, the Zhuxian Sword with purple-gold flames suddenly bloomed with thousands of feet of firelight, as if it had turned into an ancient giant beast, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed forward.

Click! Click! Click!

The Heavenly Soldier's body seemed to have received a huge impact, and a crack like a spider's web appeared, and then it slammed into pieces.